Friday, August 25, 2006

Friday Family Photo

This is my husband, about age 4 or 5, his sister Jean, and cousin Norma Lou with their grandfather, whom they all called "Biggie." He was much adored, and my husband still talks about him 60+ years later. Norma lived with her grandparents and my husband and siblings stayed with them almost every week-end.



Their grandparents were a part of their lives in ways I couldn't even imagine, because these little ones all had divorced and remarried parents. I had six grandparents and thought they were just nice relatives whom we visited every Sunday so I could see my cousins. I really grew to appreciate my grandparents when I became an adult and understood the difficulties and joys of their lives better. And I was fortunate to have them many years--I was 43 when my paternal grandparents died, and 21 when my great-grandmother died.

2789 Social Capital in Librarianship, pt. 1

On "Take your daughter to Work Day" I was surprised to see how many middle school students thought librarianship would be an interesting career path. Although I'd worked in public and academic libraries as a teenager, I didn't really think about a career in that field. At these presentations, I'd tell the wannabees what I'd missed--it had gone right over my head for years: that social capital will end up being more important than human capital no matter what career you choose. If I'd known in high school and college that committee work and networking were critical in life, perhaps I would have joined more organizations, committees and "teams" early on just to watch and observe the folks for whom it comes naturally.

According to people who study things like organizations and employment, "human capital" is your education, work experience, on the job training, and all the knowledge and skills you've developed over your lifetime. For instance, I have a B.S., and an M.L.S. and numerous post-grad courses and workshops, but I've also clerked in a drug store, detasseled corn, babysat, owned a horse and I've always liked to write and draw. All that prepared me for my library career, but it is quantifiable, and not dissimilar to that of many librarians. I can put it on paper (or a computer document) and you'd figure it out.

Social capital, according to the experts, is an intangible, unquantifiable asset that includes your contacts, networks and work relationships, and it is different for everyone. But eventually, it's your social capital that moves you ahead. Social capital requires collaboration, volunteering, team work, treating others with respect (especially clients and customers) and at least occasionally attending social functions and meetings you don't care about and pretending you do. At review or promotion time, someone has to know who you are! Someone other than your immediate supervisor and your employees. Every time you send an e-mail, volunteer to write up a task force report, gossip, chip in for a gift, or go to lunch or play golf with a colleague, you are putting something into your social capital account.

If possibilities to grow your account are slim to none where you work, there are always local, state or national professional organizations. Fortunately for me, there was a large professional organization other than the American Library Association--the Medical Library Association--and it had a small sub-section (under 100 people) for veterinary medicine librarians. They were the nicest, most helpful group of people I met in my career. We had a camaraderie I never had in my day-to-day position. They made it easy to be a joiner and a participant. As long as I focused my energy on things that would directly benefit my small group, I was happy. I was able to put a little social capital in my bank of life with their help. So when it was promotion time in my own institution, there was a little input from around the country, and from other countries.

Thursday, August 24, 2006

Thursday Thirteen


13 things our cat does to say "Welcome Home"

A few weeks ago I did a Thursday 13 on all the places we'd travelled in July. Traveling is a problem when you have a pet, so we relied on friends and family to keep our calico happy. But she also moved around a lot. When we finally walked in the door after being gone for two weeks, our usually aloof kitty did:



1) She was watching out the kitchen window when she heard the garage door go up,
2) Ran to the door,
3) Played coy at first like she didn't know us,
4) Then fell down and showed her belly,
5) And rolled and twisted
6) Then rubbed all over the hall corner.
7) She followed me everywhere,
8) Looking at me with weepy eyes,
9) She sat in my lap every chance she got, especially when I wore black,
10) And purred (unusual for her),
11) And made little noises like Meow-akak, so quietly,
12) And curled up close with me when I took a nap,
13) Wiping her wet nose all over me.

She's almost back to normal, sleeping in secret places and showing up only when she hears cheese, but she's still following me around more.

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2787 Dear OIT at OSU

You wouldn't have to send me 40 messages that my storage is full in my OSU e-mail box if you would filter spam. 1 out of 100 e-mails to that address is not about sex, or "mortagge" or a phony account number at a bank where I don't bank, or preapproved cash or Vegas Big Buck$. That one message is something I signed up for years ago but can't find in the mess you've made of my dot edu address. Hire a computer student and fix this.

2786 A tribute to a Soldier

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Wednesday, August 23, 2006

2785 Political gobbledy-gook

I've never had a course in economics or politics, but even I know gibberish and buzz words:

"Clean energy can be a big part of the debate over how America advances economically, in both micro and macro terms: how we develop good American jobs, how America leads the world technologically and economically, and how we help Americans save money and maintain their standard of living. We as a party and as candidates have a huge opportunity that should not be missed—one that addresses not only core economic insecurities of Americans, but defines us as a forward looking, prescient party."

clean energy (buzz words)
part of the debate (east coast or DC gibberish)
America advances (buzz words)
micro economics (small gibberish)
macro economics (big gibberish)
America leads (buzz words)
technologically and economically (buzz words)
Americans save money (buzz words)
Americans maintain their standard of living (buzz words)
addresses core economic insecurities (somber gibberish)
We are forward looking (buzz words)
We are prescient (highfalutin gibberish)

Guess which party is developing this no-plan plan? (Al Quinlan and Mike Bocian, August 23, 2006)

2784 The Zogby Bio Poll

The USNews reports the outcome of a John Zogby poll where voters get only a brief bio, but no name, to choose a candidate.

The 2008 line-up

The Democratic order and percentage:
Mark Warner (former Gov. VA), 14.8;
retired Gen. Wesley Clark, 14.2;
Wisconsin Sen. Russ Feingold, 12.2;
Indiana Sen. Evan Bayh, 11.1;
former Sen. John Edwards, 10.4;
Sen. Hillary Clinton, 5.6;
New Mexico Gov. Bill Richardson, 5.3;
former Alaska Sen. Mike Gravel, 4.9;
Massachusetts Sen. John Kerry, 4.9;
Iowa Gov. Tom Vilsack, 3;
Delaware Sen. Joe Biden, 2.8.

The Republican rankings:
Newt Gingrich, 21.4 (whom I wouldn't vote for based on his personal life);
Sen. John McCain, 13.3 (ditto);
former New York Mayor Rudy Giuliani, 11.2;
Rep. Tom Tancredo, 9.9;
Nebraska Sen. Chuck Hagel, 6.1;
Arkansas Gov. Mike Huckabee, 5.8;
Senate Majority Leader Bill Frist, 5.6;
Virginia Sen. George Allen, 4.9;
Kansas Sen. Sam Brownback,4.3;
Massachusetts Gov. Mitt Romney, 3.8;
New York Gov. George Pataki, 2.8.

However, people don't base their vote on information, voting record or reasoning, but on emotion pumped up by the opponent's side, so I wouldn't get too worked up about this.

Samuel Hodesson, DVM and the Veterinary Medicine Library

For some reason I was checking out the home page of the Veterinary Medicine Library at Ohio State University the other day and discovered it had been renamed The Samuel and Marian Hodesson Veterinary Medicine Library. So I started poking around the college alumni files, the college records, the AVMA obituaries and the OSUL records and found no information on this name change. I asked the Ag Librarian and she didn't know about the change, and I e-mailed the vet librarian, and got no response. So I'll write up what I know.

Sometime in the late 1990s, a man in his 80s walked into my library. I considered myself to be the front-line PR person for the College of Veterinary Medicine. I was always very nice to school children (future veterinary students) who called or came in for school projects, and alumni (future donors) who sometimes became sentimental about the library or college as they aged. My library had the largest endowment of any library in the system.

Dr. Hodesson wanted to know how to do database searching for journal articles about dog disease. Many people that age are reluctant to try new things, but not Dr. Hodesson. He was excited about the possibilities of computer searching and lapped up information about boolean logic and British spelling. Fortunately, he found me--I'd worked in the 80s for the Ohio Department of Aging, and knew that older people (actually, anyone over 25) learn similarly to children with learning disabilities. "Hear it, see it, say it, do it." And they can learn new tasks--it just takes a bit longer. So I spent several hours with him that day (his wife was in town at a dog show), and he happily left with many pages of print-outs. (Tip for librarians: don't make visitors pay for printing--they could be donors.) Thereafter, we had numerous phone calls and I would copy table of contents and send them to him. Unfortunately, the one thing he really wanted, to be able to log on and do his own searching, was not possible. There was no way to provide an alumnus with an off site login--no matter how much money he offered. I just checked the library's instructions for this, and even today, even with the library named for him, he would not be able to do this from Arizona.

Soon I received a letter that he wanted to donate money to the library to establish such a program. But I was a bit careless and naive, and let the college administration know of my wonderful Dr. Hodesson. Technically, I had no independently controlled funds--someone else always held the purse strings, so I had to find the right department (and the university always takes a steep percentage of any gift to pay for administering it).

Obtaining money for an academic library through an endowment is very tricky: 1) as a library, you have no specific constituency like a department or program, and can't solicit funds; 2) donors like to see things that will last, but you really need money for staff or for serials, which are the big ticket items and require a continuing account; 3) if the Dean of the college or the library director finds out ahead of time that a donor is specifically interested in donating to your library, he'll find a way to grab it away from you redirect it to their own control because everyone's job these days depends on finding outside funding, especially for buildngs.

In the case of the Segall Endowment for the Veterinary Library, no one knew Dr. Sam Segall had money so no one asked for it, and no one knew until he died that the Veterinary Library was in his will (he also established a scholarship for minority vet students). So that was a done deal (late 80s). Some of the smaller endowments I had were in memory of deceased faculty and had quietly been compounding and growing. Over the years, records of them had sort of disappeared until I inquired after pouring over old files after a visit from a very old retired faculty member who remembered when it was set up.

So the college development officer made it clear to me that Dr. Hodesson would be their contact, not mine. I lost touch with him, then I retired in 2000 after working for years on plans for a new library (which I hated doing and never liked how it turned out). What a surprise to see his name now on that very library!

From a University of Arizona newsletter, I learned Dr. Hodesson died on Thanksgiving Day, November 27, 2003. He was a graduate of OSU, had served in Korea, was a practicing veterinarian and in 1967 became the director at the College of Medicine animal facility at the University of Arizona. From 1990 until his death, he was a contributing editor for Dog News and other popular animal health publications. His wife Marian is a well-known dog show judge, active in that field since the 1940s.

2782 Minimum Wage

I still remember his face and it's been at least 15 years. I would leave the Veterinary Medicine Library about 1 p.m. and drive to a near-by Wendy's and get a cup of coffee, or maybe even French fries. There I observed a new employee who appeared to be part of a work program. He was overweight, sweaty, and didn't look too bright. Two men brought him to work and sat in a booth for about 30 minutes watching him while he mopped floors. They didn't appear to be the sharpest knives in the drawer either, so I assumed they were either relatives, or state employees in a work release or welfare-to-work program--maybe JTPA functionaries--or possibly they were with an organization like Salvation Army or Good Will who received government money for job training. (In 1991 Ohio alone had 51 programs through JTPA with a budget of $981 million.)

In a few months I noticed he moved up to cleaning windows and doors, and then the rest rooms. Still the "trainers" sat and watched with their clipboards. Then he began bussing and cleaning tables, clumsy and slow, but adequate. And the other guys watched. Then I saw him in the kitchen grill area fixing orders, and the watchers were gone. The cheery Wendy's shift manager was supervising him. Maybe a year later, I saw this same guy, neat and clean and proud of his uniform, smiling and taking orders at the counter, dealing with difficult customers, and making change. Then I saw him working the take-out window, which is really high pressure and requires a speed I wouldn't have imagined he could do.

When the road work on Olentangy was started, I stopped going to that Wendy's. But about a year later I dropped in there, and he was still there--and so was the cheery manager.

Having worked in a JTPA program myself in the 1980s (developing workshops and publications for unemployed older workers), I suspect this worker was paid much less than minimum wage with the tax payer making up the difference, so that Wendy's was actually receiving money to train and manage this worker. The two guys who watched him until he could get off the program and be hired on his own merits, probably counseled him, provided transportation, and worked out any snags with the restaurant manager.

But the fact remains, until he developed some work skills and a work ethic, he wasn't even worth the minimum. Through patience, assistance, and a government or private work program to bring the employee up to an acceptable level, one worker was probably saved from a life time of petty crime or homelessness.

There are many workers who are not at the current minimum wage, who are hired in with disappointing results. Employers are paying them $9 or $10 an hour and they can't even do the minimum expectations, like smiling, standing up straight, arriving on time, or finding work to do without being told and not talking on the cell phone or playing games on the computer. My son told me this week he was going to have to let an employee go ($10/hr)--had only done 2 things without being told in his first 90 days. "I can't wait for 3 months for the next 2 things," he said.

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Tuesday, August 22, 2006

2781 Feral cats

Here's a little guy who was on our deck today.



Ready to run at a moment's notice--and they are incredibly fast.



And then there was this fella, who wasn't feral--so friendly he kept getting under my feet every time I'd get the camera ready. Truly, feral and domestic cats are like two completely different species.



2780 Got horses?

And kids to send to college? Here's a great house. I just love to feature real estate on my blog that I think is a good deal, and in this case, I didn't find it in the newspaper. I just happen to know the owner, and she is settling an estate. Eight acres and a college town. Can't beat that!

$249,900. 3 bedrooms, 2.5 baths, family room, basement. On 8 acres.

Greenville, Illinois is a lovely small town, home to a Christian college. You could run your own business, or be in sales, or computer-commute to St. Louis. It's just 50 miles. Hey, that's next door in LA or DC! It's got a hospital and a small airport, too.

2779 Lakeside Dock Scenes

The dock at Lakeside, OH, is a favorite gathering spot for families, lovers, fishermen and sunset watchers.

The Pavilion opens to the dock. It was torn down in the 50s for a "modern" flat roof blob and rebuilt in the late 80s when the planners came to their senses about the value of nostalgia and beauty in tourist areas.

This mom was teaching her boys how to fish, and each time I thought I had a good photo, one of them would jump up and move. That's Kelley's Island in the distance.

This couple was working a Soduku puzzle. The crowd at the end of the dock were watching a regatta.

These folks were anticipating


the sunset.


Traverse Bay area of Michigan

Northern Michigan was magnificent when we visited our friends Joan and Jerry at their summer home in Boyne City on Aug. 7-9. If there is a prettier lake color than Lake Charlevoix on a sunny August day, I'd like to see it. The first day we drove around the lake and the second we crossed it by boat. Every town I've marked in green we visited.

This is the view where Lake Charlevoix empties into Little Traverse Bay (with a little help from a canal).

We were particularly interested in Bay View, a Methodist Chautauqua community founded in 1875 (2 years after Lakeside). There are 500 wonderful homes there (sort of surrounded by Petoskey), and my husband, an architect, loved it. It really doesn't have the same community feel as Lakeside, but does provide some wonderful theater and musical performances at the John Hall Auditorium.

Bay View has a central "campus" area, whereas Lakeside has a business district with little stores and restaurants.


If you can stay a spell, the Little Traverse Bay area would be a good spot. Gorgeous views, great accomodations and beautiful sunsets, with neat little shopping areas. But we found it to be 7.5 hours from Toledo, which is on the Michigan/Ohio border. . . and we're really spoiled by being 2.5 hours from Lake Erie.

Monday, August 21, 2006

2777 Trip Tale: St. Isaac's Cathedral in St. Petersburg

After a wonderful visit to the Hermitage Museum and its art shop on Tuesday morning July 18, we ate lunch at a nice restaurant--fish soup, salad, and salmon with slivered almonds. Then our G-6 (three couples from the USA) headed for St. Isaac's Cathedral with our guide, Veronika. Really, it is almost more than the eye and mind can take in during such a brief period. St. Isaac's was built between 1818 and 1858, by the French-born architect Auguste Montferrand and is one of the most impressive buildings in St. Petersburg. Definitely see this if you are planning a trip. The communists closed it as a house of worship (can hold 14,0000) and reopened it as a museum, but it is a church again. What look like paintings are actually very detailed mosaics, and the columns are made of malachite and lapis lazuli. Although I don't think our guide was particularly observant, she always referred to the cathedrals as being "of our faith," probably not considering the Baptists and Pentecostals who are evangelizing there authentically Russian.





The architect's model. Although he lived his professional life in Russia, he was not Orthodox, so could not be buried in the cathedral as he had wished. Our guide told us his wife took the body back to France.

We returned to our hotel about 4:30, rested, had dinner at 7 p.m., and then attended a folk dance performance in the hotel's theater. A very full day indeed!

2776 Speedy Spanish Rice

Mom used to make something called Spanish rice. I really liked it, but never asked her how she made it. I made a quick, close second today. My son has had a very good garden year and brought over a jar of his home made salsa and another of spaghetti sauce, plus sacks of fresh tomatoes and cukes. So here's how I made my Spanish rice, which took about 4 minutes. (One serving)

1 package of Trader Joe's frozen brown rice (3 minutes in the microwave)
3 Tbsp of the fresh salsa (more if you wish)
mixed in a small bowl with
3 Tbsp shredded sharp cheddar cheese

Pour 1/2 the hot rice over the mix, stir, and return to microwave for 30 seconds. Hmmmm. Good! (Put the rest of the rice in frig for tomorrow.)

Monday Memories: the college laundry

Last week I noticed an article in a Toledo paper that reported some Ohio colleges were offering amenities for students as an enticement to stay in the dorms--one being free laundry facilities. So that put me to thinking. How did I do laundry when I was in college? For the life of me, I can't remember how I did my laundry at McKinley Hall at the University of Illinois, but I do have a snippet of memory left from Oakwood Hall at Manchester College in Indiana.

The current Oakwood Hall on campus is a nice modern building, but the old Oakwood that was there in the 1950s was probably about 50 years old and a little down at the heels. It's possible that it was built in stages, so the dorm rooms may have been older than the lounges and porch. Both of my sisters had also lived in Oakwood when they attended Manchester. I think part of the basement was a dining hall for the whole college which everyone entered from the front outside entrance and part of it was laundry facilities with a door in the back.

My roommate used to do her 2 brothers' laundry, and if you had a boyfriend on campus (mine was at the University of Illinois), you did his laundry. Although I can't imagine why, there was some social cachet (and cash) in doing a guy's laundry ["Would you like to go steady and do my laundry?"]. Or maybe the men's dorm didn't have washers and dryers. I think if a guy didn't have a girlfriend with access to the machines in Oakwood, he sent his laundry home to mama.

Although I can't remember what the machines looked like or the route to get there from my dorm room, I remember the laundry room also had ironing boards, and tables set up for sewing and studying. One night Sylvia (friend from high school who also lived in Oakwood) and I were out after curfew. In those days, women had curfews but men did not--the reasoning being that if the girls were safely inside, the boys would be home studying. We stayed out deliberately, but were only walking the streets of North Manchester talking. When we got back to Oakwood Hall, we tapped on the basement window and someone doing her laundry, opened the door and let us in. We didn't even have to crawl in a window, which is what we thought we'd have to do. Sigh. We were so bad at being bad.

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Sunday, August 20, 2006

8th Grade History Quiz

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2773 Week Eight 2006 at Lakeside

At Lakeside, the Chautauqua community on Lake Erie, the week runs from Saturday to Saturday, with the special entertainment usually being on Saturday. This past week (I wrote about CeCe Winans earlier) we had special treats on Thursday and Friday, too. On Thursday we enjoyed the beautiful harmony of The Wailin' Jennys, a Canadian women's trio who write, play and sing folk, pop and Celtic music. Ohio borders Canada (if you don't mind getting wet) and is a red state; might be good if they left their Bush comments across the border. It gets a smattering of applause, but I saw a number of people leaving Hoover (as I left).

On Friday the River City Brass from Pittsburgh filled the stage and the auditorium with a BIG sound. Oh, how I love brass. And they can sing too! The conductor looks quite laid back, but then he turns around and talks to the audience and is great fun. His regional humor is funny--he understands his audience! Huge standing ovations for these guys (and a few ladies) who played, Big Band swing and jazz, music from Broadway and Hollywood, classical and contemporary masterworks, and traditional marches, with 25 instrumentalists and some on percussion.

Wednesday night after dinner with Wes and Sue we attended the symphony for selections by Mozart and Tschaikovsky. As usual, it was fabulous, with the best save for last (my husband says), because I almost always get sleepy and go home during intermission.

This was interfaith week, I think, which I pretty much ignored when I saw that there were 3 Muslims, one Sikh and one liberal Christian on the program. Usually I manage at least one or two lectures, but this year have not attended any.

2772 Happy Birthday Bro

I can't get Blogger to upload a fresh photo, so I'll reuse one I had for our Rock River Cruise last year.

2771 The wedding season

Yesterday we attended a wedding in Kirtland, Oh at the Mooreland Mansion on the campus of Lakeland College. A beautiful spot for a garden wedding--however, after a week of gorgeous weather, there was a downpour! I felt sorry for the bride and groom, but even moreso for the parents who had been watching the weather sites about every 30 seconds. By 4:30, I think they were down to plan D and went with it. We have watched the groom grow up, and I think my daughter may have even been a babysitter. His dad "Eric" is one of the links on my blog--so I hope he posts some photos. His family has also enjoyed Lakeside over the years and they sail, so we gave the happy couple one of my husband's paintings of sailboats against a sunset on Lake Erie. Best wishes Dawn and John-Paul.

About a month from now we'll be in California for my sister-in-law's wedding. Last night at the reception I realized I need to buy a tiny little fancy purse, because lugging a bag around with check book, misc. meds, calendar and sunglasses is just no fun. Plus, we older ladies need to lighten the load on our shoulders. The little shop "Cottage Accessories" here at Lakeside has some lovely beaded numbers--good excuse to shop. But also, I have an old black velvet dress purse that belonged to my husband's Aunt Roberta. She had no children and really fussed over all her nieces and nephews. So possibly I could use that and let her (now deceased) sort of be there in spirit.